pull the sky closer - Busdriver

Up high, up high, up high

Up high, up high, up high

Up high, up high, up high

Up high

Light it up, light it up

I crank myself to ten (Light it up, light it up)

And hope that this feeling don’t end (Light it up, light it up)

When I pull the sky closer (Light it up, light it up)

I crank myself to ten (Light it up, light it up)

And hope that this feeling don’t end (Light it up, light it up)

When I pull the sky closer (Light it up, light it up)

I think our nigga got a gambling problem yeah maybe your homie is sick

To my nigga I’d bet the cards look exactly like a Mobius strip

Copious quips, followed by an intervention

Makes me feel I’m lonely as shit

His phobia’s just how money is ripped between his friends and fam and now he’s

throwing a fit

But you’re an addict too, your breakfast is a half a keg of Coors Lite

And that fool’s a chronic masturbator

With a cache full of porn sites

And a fat J in your ash trays, they support right

I’m being forthright, 'cause back in the day

I was in cabarets with whole scores of whores, tight back pain

But all of my most despicable traits are embedded deep inside of my hemoglobin

Just because you’re a twelve stepper in a felt sweater don’t make you no

theologian

For you any medicine denizen will make a suitable dad

As long as they provide mescaline chewable tabs

And jettison the redder skin around those immutable scabs

When you smoke my blunts

You flew over my head

Just one breath ago, so I’m like

So take me with you when you go (Light it up, light it up)

I crank myself to ten (Light it up, light it up)

And hope that this feeling don’t end (Light it up, light it up)

When I pull the sky closer (Light it up, light it up)

I crank myself to ten (Light it up, light it up)

And hope that this feeling don’t end (Light it up, light it up)

When I pull the sky closer (Light it up, light it up)

Pull the sky closer

P-pull the sky closer

You buy methamphetamines when they come in expanse couch

(I don’t want it unless I can smoke it or fuck it)

You OD’d while listening to deadmau5

(I don’t want it unless I can smoke it or fuck it)

That crack whore that you got in your bed don’t give a fuck about the thread

count

She just want to do blow in the penthouse, and you’re like

(I don’t want it unless I can smoke it or fuck it)

With a cherry on top and whipped cream, you say irresponsible

I bet with all the richest kings you’ll try’n get all the dishes clean

Without a spliff seam or a nip of lean or dimethyltryptamine

But we’re all meant to kiss the ring, for example

I’m addicted to my political recourse

I’m gonna spit it at the lawyer’s face in city hall

And my disc jockey hate Mitt Romney at his boiler plate vitriol

But I never get as high as you, you leave footprints on the moon surface

Call your needle up like it’s room service

(I don’t want it unless I can smoke it or fuck it)

But maybe you’re finding yourself at a tablespoon all gunk (Maybe)

From treating the domino crunch (Maybe)

But you’re unhealthy man, cocaine breakfast, Popsicle brunch

I used to think it was comical once but

(I don’t want it, want it, want it, want it)

In the corner when you’re at you’re afterparty all the good times have to stop

You suffer from anaphylactic shock

All you hear is screams and classic rock (I don’t want it)

Man, you need an MD like the E double, watch your body twitch

Going to H E double hockey sticks full of this is probably it, but

I saved your ass with hip-hop (Maybe)

No, homie, I’m not that smart (Maybe)

Regardless of all let me say it before the turn tables aren’t on a crash cart

(Maybe)

You should’ve talked to me

You the only nigga that knows me, player

You know we go back like the OG players

The game ain’t single it’s multiplayer

So it’s me and you

When you smoke my blunts

You flew over my head

Just one breath ago, so I’m like

So take me with you when you go (Light it up, light it up)

I crank myself to ten (Light it up, light it up)

And hope that this feeling don’t end (Light it up, light it up)

When I pull the sky closer (Light it up, light it up)

I crank myself to ten (Light it up, light it up)

And hope that this feeling don’t end (Light it up, light it up)

When I pull the sky closer (Light it up, light it up)

Pull the sky closer

P-pull the sky closer

Up high, up high, up high

Up high, up high, up high

Up high, up high, up high

Up high, up high, up high